Now that everyone will learn that Mabel is the saint blessed by the goddess Violetta, she will be in even more danger than before. The Holy Empire is demanding she be turned over like property and they won’t be the only ones. It’s the last thing she wants, and it seems like her whole life will crumble right before her eyes. How cruel is it to have freedom that few women ever obtain only to have it so briefly? So much has changed for Andre now that he has forgiven Ian for their past and has become a minister of Areca. He’s a marquis and in a relationship beyond his wildest hopes with ...

After surviving Halloween, Arabella Baker is determined to do things better while achieving what she planned with her daughters in moving to Boston. The fates seem to help her a bit, and the stars align along with putting together some helpful suggestions, and she manages a way to expand. However, nothing is ever easy, even for a goddess, and she hasn’t heard the end of the underhanded offers for her recipes. With how popular the bakery is in its first month and the attention they’re getting, the stakes are higher than she expected. It also means more shops opening in the park, and that...

Special Agent in Charge Seraphine Thomas lives for her job at the FBI. One of the youngest female agents with her own team, she thrives in undercover work to make the city she loves safer. But Sera's on-track life is thrown into chaos when she's attacked during a bust gone bad and is left figuring out what it means to be a werewolf. Right away, she learns that she’s more powerful and able to do things that she shouldn’t be able to do so quickly after her transition. The rules of her old life don’t seem to apply to much now that she’s a shifter, and knowing who she can trust is even ...

Being one of the most powerful enchanters ever and a woman doesn’t always have too many people giving Soraya Devil much credit… Even if most don’t have the balls to admit that to her face. That’s fine. She knows how to play the games and normally better than the people who start them. Her coven of those tossed from the enchanter community always has a list of enemies, but when there’s a ghoul on the loose in Indianapolis, that’s way too close for people not to be upset. However, there seems to be a silver lining to the bad news when Soraya meets a sexy vampire working the case ...

Arabella Baker, her daughters, and the Karma Bakery rocked Christmas. Now she can put more into place instead of constantly running to make all the orders for the holidays. Until Valentine’s Day at least. All bets are off then. She’s also excited to work on her personal relationships. She feels like she’s surrounded herself with friends rather than people who worship her or even just employees. People who really value her, and then there’s the men who want to be with her. Even with a hiccup, she feels like she can handle progressing her relationships. It’s a good place to be. So ...

After the ghoul attack and overwhelming trouble, Soraya Devil needs a break. She’s trying to save everyone from the darkness swirling around her when she goes into hermit mode. But she’s the Enchantress and the world needs her, so she can’t take the time she needs. Worried for her coven after the beating they took as well, she resurfaces to handle a situation with some Russian hawks, piles of everything from the companies, ending her ties with the ancient nest, and taking a shot back at the enchanter elders… And that was just in one night. Is it really any wonder that she’s tired ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m finally putting myself first. If people won’t listen to me, are so determined to force me to be what they want, then I’m done working with them. I am a person, not something the people of Faerie own or all other supes can use and abuse. So I pulled the emergency brake and it’s time for a reset. I came into this world after my power went crazy and I unintentionally hurt people. This was only supposed to be six years I signed on for, and I was promised they’d teach me control so it never happened again. That promise wasn’t kept. Again… And it’s ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… Uuuuggghhhh! I’m so tired of saying the same things over and over again without enough changing. I get the dirty councils out of the way, and new villains pop up in the form of fairy elders and ancients. I get them handled and the commanders are the problem. I smack them into line and the nobles are my issue. I catch a bunch of them red-handed trying to commit treason, and people are still listening to the lies of the remaining ones. Why do I even bother? Every time they push me too far, the line of what I’ll suffer just gets further and further from what ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I don’t know who I am anymore. I only have the labels and titles. There are only the masks I wear to make it through the day and try to survive the pressure. And it’s killing me. Nothing is changing for the better, at least not for me. I’m doing so much to change the lives of millions, but there’s no improvement for me. So many people hate me, want to see me fail or dead that it’s all I see. I can’t get a grip living like this anymore, and no one’s hearing me that I’m serious. I couldn’t work things out with one mate, and now one is doing ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… Things are getting better. They’re not all better. That’s not possible in the weeks since I made the deal with all fairies. A little better. I have hope we might not completely self-destruct, so that’s better than where we were over the summer at least. And I think fairies are starting to see me as a person more. What I was willing to do for them gave them a smack upside the head and brought them out of their own fears. Somewhat. It’s definitely going to be a long road to make progress, but that’s expected. I want it all done yesterday and everything ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m Queen Meira’s daughter and heir to the light realm. After all I’ve been through, it turns out I’m an actual pri—nope, still can’t say the “P” word. Oh, and my dad’s a demigod. Sure, of course he is.Things aren’t going well given my new status, and too many of the fairy elders are as big of problems as the supe ones. I hear the ancients are worse and overall, it makes it difficult for me to not just bail. This wasn’t what I wanted, and I’m tired of people acting like what they want is a given for me, especially some of my men.I’m ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m no longer the last fairy. I found someone else finally and brought them out of the darkness. A huge part of me wishes I hadn’t. The answers he had weren’t ones I wanted. I can’t trust him, and I don’t think he’s going to be any real help with the serious trouble we’re in. Plus, he’s poking the men in my life and they aren’t handling it well. Everything is shaky right now. I’m on the outs with Mel and everyone has an opinion on that. We win one battle and more evil pops up. I make up with one man in my heart and another hurts me. All I ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the only living heir to all of Faerie. I want to do what’s right and use that position to help my people, but too many treat me as if I belong to them and that world. And I cannot live my life that way. Nor can I keep pretending all my relationships are okay. Three are great, but it’s time to let one go and stop forcing myself to accept so much. The warlock and vampire elders are gone, arrested, for their crimes. People are upset how we’re handling so much or getting involved in “their” world. Funny, because all I heard when we were in hiding is ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m no longer no one. I’m not simply an abandoned orphan without any answers. Granted, most of the answers led me to ask more questions, but I have at least some now. Fairies aren’t what I was promised they would be and I’m certainly not what they want, but I’m the only one who can save them from their magical prisons. They’re the best help I have to fix so many wrongs in the world and keep the ones I love safe, given all the threats against me. And if that wasn’t enough to crack my sanity, I’m still on rocky ground with the men in my life. Why ...

Too many now know she’s Soraya Warloc, only heir to the high elder, and now de facto leader of the enchanters. The list of people who want more than she’s willing to give is increasing, and she starts to tune it and everyone out. It’s overwhelming to constantly hear she’s not doing enough while no one is offering to step up and help. And with Beltane right around the corner, her schedule’s already packed with what her coven needs. A dark spirit shows up in Chicago and is hunting a specific prey. Soraya is called in, and not only is she upset that there will be a lot more dead with...

It’s the flight before Christmas and Molly just got an unexpected gift: a free first-class upgrade on her plane trip home for the holidays. Bring on the complimentary cocktails! But after one too many, she spills all her secrets to the hot guy seated next to her—only to wake up mortified when her buzz has worn off. At least she never has to see Liam again ... or so she thinks. When Molly arrives at Christmas House, the festive rental home that she and her family are sharing with her sister’s fiancé and his wealthy family, she discovers that Liam is one of the new in-laws. Oops.

When mystery author D. B. Ziegler is late delivering her book, Abi Schore steps in to help. Surely she can give her favorite author moral support over the holiday break and get the manuscript to her boss at Tea & Sympathy Publishing in time for the new year. When Abi shows up on Ms. Ziegler’s doorstep bearing holiday treats, she’s met by the author’s handsome grandson Dov, who reveals a startling plot twist. His grandmother isn’t able to finish the book and Dov promised he’d complete it so fans won’t be disappointed—a task that’s harder than he ever imagined.

Living in a year around Christmas town has its drawbacks. The caroling, the decorations, the insanely cheery spirit, it never disappears. It's why I like to hibernate away in my cave - I mean housekeeping a healthy distance from the holly jolly spirits. And all was going according to plan until my nemesis, Storee Taylor, moved in next door to care for her Aunt Cindy. Without blinking, she turned my simple world into a real nightmare-before-Christmas, especially when she decided to enter the town Christmas Kringle contest - which she was determined to win.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

There's no place like home for the holidays ... especially for Lesley Carver. Life in the big city just wasn't her jam and now she's back in Hickory Falls, working at the family diner and helping her mom after she took a tumble. Lesley longs to build a life here, working at the cafe, selling her handmade ornaments and ... er, apparently reviving her high school crush on her best friend’s older brother. Only one problem, her mom wants her to leave Hickory Falls far behind.

All newly minted pediatrician Jamie Malek wants is to borrow a roasting pan for Christmas dinner. Unfortunately, that requires her to interact with Marc—her best friend’s troublemaking brother, who’s now a tech billionaire. He’s the one who got away. She’s the one who broke his heart. Outside, a howling blizzard. Inside, a crackling fire. Suddenly, being snowbound with the man she never expected to see again might not be such a bad way to spend a winter’s night.

Tilly Farriday isn’t feeling very jolly this season. Recently divorced and broke, she’s squatting in one of her rental agency’s properties until her new home is ready. The sprinkles on top of the burnt Christmas cookie that is her life? The new owner shows up early, forcing Tilly to hide in the attic to save her job…and what remains of her dignity.

Clark Griswold was onto something...at least with his annual holiday meltdown. And since the last three weeks of my life have been riddled with humbug—another breakup, a broken toe, an office promotion I deserved and didn’t get—I’m not at all in the mood to celebrate nor have the happ, happ, happiest Christmas EVER.

When Everleigh Dangerfield’s baking disaster necessitates a call to 911, firefighter Griffin Brantley douses the flames in the kitchen, but the ones he stokes in Everleigh are an entirely different story. Unfortunately, Everleigh’s only visiting and doesn’t do casual hookups, no matter how smoldering the temptation. But Everleigh’s holiday mishaps have just begun. And Griffin is seemingly always on call. If Everleigh is game for a change of plans, he can give her the merriest Christmas of her life.

After a snowstorm grounds her flight, Lucy makes a last-ditch effort to get home for Christmas using a rideshare app. She thinks she’ll be taking a road trip with a stranger...but the guy who shows up is someone she knows all too well. He’s the hookup she ghosted a few months ago, and now she’ll be stuck in a car with him for the most awkward road trip of her life.